Wild racing, wild parties and wild boar: Why no one sleeps in Italy’s Mugello

Behind him, beside a rainbow-colored paddling pool, another man in a tank top and shorts wields something that looks like a chainsaw crossed with a trumpet, which he revs and waves around. Around them, disco lights spill out from beneath a motorhome, piercing the haze from flares and exhaust fumes....

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